#80.20 - The second day of social distancing

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Purdy

It has been a weird stumble and fumble into the world of disease.

People are very strange. Panic is very close to the surface. I suppose this is not surprising. Most of the world operates on fear. It is fear that keeps us doing jobs we hate, staying with people who abuse us, take on lives with devastate the planet, take medication we should not, engage in an education system which is soul destroying, do things which would otherwise mark us out as sociopaths - like ignore the displaced and the homeless and the broken. I really have come to detest the way people have reacted. I kind of feel my patience is at an end.

And it's only day 3.

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HOWEVER, the days have taken on this rhythm. We get up and do some work. Then there is school till 12.45, as usual. After that there is getting things sorted time. So today is the first day of trying to establish a proper rhythm.

It has been so peaceful really. Apart from the panic on FB and on the media which people, apart from the rubberneckers are no longer tuning into.

I've realised I am actually a very angry person. I mean I know I am, but that it is exists on the surface. Anger of course is a secondary emotion. It is the emotion which protects you when you have been hurt. It is better to sit with the hurt and help it heal than develop an angry shell. Because then you end up being bitter.

It is hard to sit with the hurt though when the object that is hurting you is always there, but you know what, that is my destiny for now, and I'm just gonna have to live with it. So many many lessons this year for me. It is like I am on an accelerated programme now. I want to learn them because I sure as hell don't want to be taking them with me to my next life.

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Today, after class, I am going to do admin clearing up after my run and plan my week. And then I'm going to do one house - clean one house. After that, I'm going to cook dinner. So... to my next blog. Things are going to return to normal after that.

I am grateful that I do not have to worry about the roof over my head, the food on my table, the health of my family, my own health and about being neurotic. Thank you for all that.

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